Sweet to SourA Poem by Blake Q Hatfield
Her kisses were once sweet and warm
With the power to move me like the sun But they became so sour and cold Like a ghost of a long lost friend The thought of it makes me shiver still I could recall a time I was happy she was mine I was king of the whole dam world Everything was so right, I told myself it was so right But sometimes, no matter how much you want it, you're just wrong She was the sweetest thing to ever grace creation I could swear the angels sang when she smiled But that light was only fire and I the fool's fuel With a pitchfork strike to the heart she pierced my soul With the hook of her charm she tore my world apart She made all that was sweet sour, she broke my heart Not much is colder than the feeling of loss The darkness in the void, the connection once there gone Everything you thought was true has been proven wrong The ghost turn to demonic specters shadows of things that use to matter And when you reach back, when you reminisce You think of the taste of that once sweet kiss Morning the loss of it's once vibrant power For now it has gone from sweet to sour © 2010 Blake Q Hatfield |
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Added on October 11, 2010 Last Updated on October 11, 2010 AuthorBlake Q HatfieldPhiladelphia, PAAboutI began writing back in '94 and I've been in love with it ever since. Music has a big influence on how I write, and what topics I choose to write about. I like to write a clever piece every now and th.. more..Writing
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